DELIA HERRERA POV
The El Salvador club was bustling with rich, influential, and good-looking people, and as I took in the faces of the men walking around, I couldn't help but feel like I'd been missing out on a lot.
"Damn, it's been a while since I'd been here" I muttered to myself. This had been my most favorite place to spend my nights before I married Enoch. I'd been caged up for too long. When was the last time I even unwound?
Shaking my head, I looked around for Liam while covertly taking in the admiring gazes of the men around me. They were staring blatantly at me, their desire for me clear and I couldn't help but smirk.
"I guess I still got it" I muttered and flipped my hair.
Belshar could only hate me for so long before he fell for my beauty. If I pretend long enough to ha
